Coconut tanning lotion filled my nose
As I laid on towel on hot lounge chair
Sun rays came down hot (too hot) on my skin
And I flipped over and over
Too bright to read Lolita on my back
Too uncomfortable to read on my stomach
But all to even out burning touch
From poolside to pool instead
Hot cement burning the soles of my feet
Dancer callouses do nothing to prevent burns
Cool water was savior
So I sat and floated and swam
And I stared at gentle waves and refracted light
Dead fly and dead leaves floating on its surface
Look down to clear blurry images of hands and feet
I held my breath and dipped under
Chlorine hurts the eyes less than salt
I breathed out precious oxygen bubbles
I sank further and further
Until I could look up and see burning sun
Rays could not touch me here
But escape from burn could not last forever
I surfaced
Dripping wet pulling self up onto hot cement
Cool water barely a shield
Wet towel on hot lounge chair
Damp hands holding Lolita
Burning rays drying back and hair
It’s too dark to read the French
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